This choice: immediately started hulking out of his wife beater, surpassing a bodybuilder • Go Back...Chapter #3immediately started hulking out of his wife bea... by: calkestis   Jerome closed his eyes and breathed in deeply. The glowing blue light appeared once more and grew and grew until it engulfed Jerome's whole body. The entire family stared at Jerome. Justin gulped. His friend was acting strange. "Jerome, buddy, you alright?" Jerome just grunted in reply, and then moaned sensually. Amber didn't say anything, but she was staring at the bulge in Jerome's pants that was rising.
A few moments later Jerome began to moan, some blurts in pleasure, others in agony and pain. His feet had begun to grow and to stretch and thus his shoes extended longer and tighter. At this point he fell out of his chair, and the family rushed over to help him. They were all stunned into silence when he scrambled to his feet, eyes still shut, and they saw what was happening His heel began to muffin top over the heel top of the shoe. His toes began to form ridges along the top front. The sides of the shoe began to roll over, out, and down over the sides of the soles, while the laces were being pulled tighter and tighter across the bridge of Jerome's feet. Then the sides began to slowly rip along their length and Jerome could feel the fresh cool air tickle the sides of his feet and bottom of his soles. The laces began to snap as the eyelets were pulled farther and farther apart by the higher and wider arch of Jerome's feet. At the same time the back of the shoe was ripping apart while the toes were ripping out and growing past the front. His feet kept growing longer, thicker, wider, until they not only engulfed but completely hid the soles of his shoes, while the shoe tops looked like torn and ever shrinking spats upon his massive, muscular feet, until the fell away to the floor.
"Oooh gawd..." moan Jerome. "My feet feel so heavy... so long...." and he patted them a couple of times upon the hardwood floor. Justin waved his hand in front Jerome's face. "Buddy?" He questioned, but Jerome seemed to not be able to access his senses as more changes began to take affect. The family was stunned into silence as they just watched Jerome grow and grow.
In a few moments the hems of Jerome's pants' legs began to rise higher and higher up his leg. As one watched him, one could see it was just his shins growing as although his whole body was rising, the stretch was contained between his feet and knees. Up and up he grew until the jean hems stopped about half way up his calves. Then with moans slowly and lowly coming out of his mouth, he began to travel upward, higher and higher once again. This time folks could see the stretch happening between the knees and the waist, but as he was growing up, his knees also grew larger and thicker, his hips and waist as well. He was still a fit, average man build, but they were increasing to the size of extremely tall basketball player. At one point the button snapped on the waist band, but the rest of pants hugged the larger body well and fairly tightly. When all was done it looked as though Jerome was wearing a slightly snug and ill fitting pair of capris , whose hems were right at the middle of the knees.
It was the hem of the shirt that took off next as Jerome's torso began to extend and rise, higher and higher. The spine popping and rocking hither and yon, his rib cage expanding further outward and upward. His shoulder snapping and widening, causing the arm bones to grow longer and farther was well. As the neck started lifting Jerome's head up higher and higher, the hem of the shirt was rising as well revealing the hips, the bottom abs, the navel, the second row of abs. In a few moments the shirt that once was slightly tight fitting on a pudgy frame was now stretched in some ways, very loose in others, and looked like a midriff shirt on his now towering body. The same way his sleeves had shrunk as well, once hanging very well over his delts and to the middle of his upper arms, they now stretched around his arm pits and about half way down his delts.
Looking like some lanky, young, pool boy in his now capri style jeans and midriff muscle shirt, Jerome stumbled a little bit as he was trying to gain his footing and understand his new point of view perspective, having grown now to be 12 inches taller than the door frames of the building.
But then he stood straight and tall, planting one foot slightly in front of the other as if to take a powerful and well supported stance. Jerome started breathing in slow and steady, quivering, then taking in gasping breaths, but not as if choking, more as if turned on, breathing heavy during the act of sex. That's when it started, with a low and powerful groan. Veins began to rise up on his skin starting with his feet, the rose up and across his ankles to climb over his shins and calves, then rolling over the thighs, across the butt cheeks, around his hips and down his shaft and balls, while other side snakes went up the abs brick over brick until they hit the crevice of his chest and then spread out like eagle wings across that broad horizon until the continued like tendrils over the delts, down the upper arms, over the fore arms and into the hands. A last few pythons worked their way up the neck and into the head.
At that moment Jerome was just a tall, lanky, man covered in a web of veins criss-crossing his body such it looked nearly like he had a purplish net over him. But then one could see the veins rising... plumping... no, they were pulsing. They would suddenly become larger and fatter with the pulse of Jerome's blood, and then shrink down. Yet, as they shrunk down, his muscles began to swell out. With each pulse of his veins and their shrinkage, his muscles filled out thicker... harder... fuller... denser... more striated.
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